In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Song Hongbing was not sincere and rushed to apologize. Naturally, Song Hongguo would not be angry. Seeing the remorse and guilt on his face, she smiled and comforted him, "Okay, how big of a problem is this? Can I still feel relieved? "

"Are you really not angry?"

"Am I so small-minded?"

Song Hongbing smiled flatteringly, "Hey, not only is it not small, it is as bright as the sea. Who in our factory doesn't know that Dr. Song has a broad mind..."

"Stop it, any more praise will be false."

"Hey, it's 100% from the bottom of my heart, no lies."

The two joked for a while, then entered the administration building together and went straight to the factory director's office. On the way, Song Hongbing reminded him in a low voice, "I'd rather keep this matter simple. I heard Factory Director Zhong ask a few questions about all aspects involved. There are quite a few, and some issues are even a bit sensitive. In short, if you do it well, you may be successful, or you may be in trouble. You can think about it later and deal with it. If it doesn't work, don't insist on it. In the worst case, you won't build a house. Anyway, Don't get yourself into trouble, otherwise, I'll have to apologize in front of Minglou..."

"Okay, I see."

A long time ago, she had the idea of ​​building a house by herself, but she has been hesitant to say it because the current concept does not approve of this method. She was also impulsive last night, but she has no regrets. Commercial housing will appear sooner or later. , the market demands it, and no one can stop it.

After knocking on the door and entering, Director Zhong was the only one in the office. He was sitting on the sofa, thoughtfully holding the application submitted by Song Hongbing. When he saw Song Hongguo, he waved casually and said in a friendly tone, "Xiao Song is here. ? Come sit here."

Song Hongguo responded and sat over.

Song Hongbing rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Director Zhong, then I..."

Director Zhong waved his hand, "You go back to work first. When the factory committee makes a decision, they will inform you and appease the other workers. Don't make people upset and delay production. Be careful and I will punish you."

Song Hongguo promised hurriedly.

After he left, Director Zhong was not in a hurry to ask about serious matters. Instead, he started chatting casually, "I heard from Mr. Huo that you went to register this morning?"

"Yes, Mr. Huo gave you wedding candies, right?"

"I sent a package and said it was made by you. I usually don't like sweets, so I couldn't help but eat a few pieces. The hawthorn rolls and peanut cakes are very good, and the winter melon candies are also authentic. I took them home for my children. , the children all liked it so much, they kept praising how delicious it was, and pestered me to ask where they bought it.”

"I'll bring you some more later."

"Hahaha, I've been waiting for you to say this. However, I can't take advantage of you in vain. You have to accept the materials and so on. Please help me."

"it is good……"

"Did you go to Lao Zhou's place for lunch at noon?"

"Well, Aunt Xu made a table of delicious dishes. It was very rich."

"It's not easy to prepare this table of food. Old Zhou even came to me to borrow meat tickets. Hahaha, I greeted the meat station several days in advance just to entertain you. Old Zhou really cares about this student Huo Gong. Of course, I am also very satisfied with you, otherwise, I wouldn’t have taken so much trouble to take care of it, for fear of treating you poorly.”

"It is a blessing for me and Gong Huo to have such a teacher."

"I heard from Huo Gong that you want to go to his elder brother's place for dinner again tonight?"

"Yes……"

"We should discuss the wedding ceremony. How about I be your witness when the time comes?"

"That would certainly be an honor."

The two chatted for a while, and the atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable. After drinking a cup of tea, Director Zhong finally got to the point and talked about building a house by himself.

Song Hongguo had already thought about it on the way. No matter what Director Zhong asked, she could answer calmly and avoid sensitive minefields.

When Director Zhong saw this, he knew that she did not come up with the idea of ​​building a house impulsively, but that she had gone through it several times in her mind, and her thoughts were clear and mature. After hearing what she said, even he was shaken and felt that this matter could not be taken seriously. From any point of view, it is worth a try, not to mention those workers who are waiting for the allocation of houses and are anxious to get angry.

After Song Hongguo finished speaking, she said no more.

Director Zhong frowned and pondered, his face stern.

After the room was quiet for a moment, Director Zhong said, "Xiao Song, can you tell me how you got this idea?"

Song Hongguo said, "Maybe it was inspired by the house I bought myself? I bought a house in the country for two hundred yuan, and then I simply cleaned it up. To be honest, I feel more comfortable than living in the city." With more, I can grow vegetables, raise chickens and pigs, and my home is even more spacious. I don’t have to compete with my neighbors for toilets or corridors to cook. It’s quiet, and there’s a lot less friction and conflicts. Ahem, that’s far from the truth. What I mean is that in the countryside, if you have enough money to find a village to grant a piece of land, you can build a house and live in it. Our factory is actually a larger village, but only workers live in the village. Those workers who lack housing now need to find a house to live in. Building a house with a commission is reasonable and reasonable, right?"

Director Zhong nodded slowly, "That makes sense."

"There is no shortage of land in our factory, but the funds are all invested in building houses. The workers took the initiative and voluntarily paid to build houses for themselves. This does not violate any principles. Production is the first, but secondly, satisfying the normal needs of the workers We can’t ignore the needs of life.”

"Well, we need to pay attention to it."

"Many models are created from scratch. As for whether they work or not, practice is the only criterion for testing truth. If after practice, it is found that this model is feasible, it can solve the big problem of workers' housing. If it doesn’t work, you can stop it at any time. If you are worried, initially, build a few fewer buildings and conduct a pilot project, so that if there is any problem, the loss can be controlled within a controllable range."

"let me think again."

What he said was that he had already made a decision in his heart.

Song Hongguo also guessed something, smiled and stopped talking.

Back at the outpatient clinic, Xu Xianghong asked her about it. She briefly explained the matter and finally warned, "This matter is not settled yet. Director Zhong said that he would have to think about it for a few days. No one knows whether it can be done in the end. Don't worry." Let’s talk to the outside world first.”

Xu Xianghong nodded, "Don't worry, but in my opinion, this is 80% feasible. Even after listening to it, I think it is feasible. Although it will cost money, the house can be passed down from generation to generation. After all, it is not a loss." , the children have no inheritance rights for the houses allocated in our factory, let alone sell them to others."

"Yes, the most important thing is that the demand from workers is too high. I heard from Han Ying that there are more than a hundred couples waiting to be divided into houses to get married. There are also some who really can't wait and can only live with their parents. A large family of more than a dozen people is crammed into more than 30 square meters. It is difficult to turn around, and friction is inevitable. How can we be in a good mood day after day? If we are in a bad mood, it will definitely affect our enthusiasm for work. "

"Yes, if I really want to approve this proposal later, I will also sign up for my son and buy a house. After we are separated, the two generations can live comfortably with each other. Hey, Xiao Song, how do you have such a brain? You can think Come up with such a good idea..."

Song Hongguo said a few words of modesty.

This was not her idea, this was the pattern for future generations.